Wasted Tears

I'll  never waste my tears on you again.
I'll choke them down and hold them back.

I'll treat them like the insignificant feelings they are
The overreaction of slights felt when lovers are at war

The softest moment held in trust
An expectation of promises to come

The peace of mind that others are not present
Not a factor not to be mentioned

Instantly gone

the pain blinds, the hurt deep

the rage takes over - wakes from it's sleep

but I hold back.  Unsure of my feelings
I hold back, unsure of the facts.

Suddenly conflict confronted....so many lies
Integrity left in pieces

victimless tears denied while
entitled victim screams breaks the mornings silent spell
answers are questioned...untrusting of intent

Alone I cry for you begging for the answers to take the pain and quiet a racing mind full of unfounded scenarios.

Will I remain?
Of course...
The day I believed your promise, I let go of options...but
My tears will never be wasted on you again.